What's up?
So my tensions, feed me
I'm fucking hungry
Degrade me
I want my gun back
Life's a fucking résumé
Experience, credentials
Experience, the process
People freaking everyday
White lights, sitting inside
And then you get sicker than you
Get a little better than a blasphemy
Mommy, has a vendetta against daddy
Walls are set up
Baby, is sad to find that daddy
Exploring only
Life's a fucking résumé
Experience, credentials
Experience, imposters
People freaking everyday
White diligence, sickening and pessimist
It is a lot worser than it appears on the cover of a
Hold me, so my tensions
Degrade me, I'm fucking hungry
Feed me, the walls of comfort
Exhume me, I want my complex back
Cold naked man, picked off his scabs
And fed them, to the pigeons
Help him, he's so cornered
Kill him, you mercy mourner
Life's a fucking résumé
Experience, credentials
Experience, the imposters
People freaking everyday
White lie, running inside
And then you get the complete sentence of a
Hold me, fucking hoses
Help me, until my tensions
Graze me, I'm really hungry
Degrade me, I want my complex back
